Everything Under the Moon

I am an angel
Pure, sweet, loving.
I fly for that is how I feel.
Like I'm flying.
I encounter a devil.
My wings ripped off, my purity blackened.
I fall.
I bleed.
I cry.
I land right in hell.
No more purity, no more sweetness, no more love.
I am a broken angel.
To this day I fall.
I bleed.
I cry.

-Jacklyn

I was thinking about telling the story behind this so I shall.

The beginning of the poem (before the angel meets the devil) symbolizes when I was really happy. The devil symbolizes conflict. Hell symbolizes Earth and everything that's going on. The broken angel part symbolizes me right now.
That's the vague story. If I told the whole story it'd sound like I was complaing and I really don't want to sound whiny. =]